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Quote from: Bar Wench on November 01, 2007, 08:42:47 AMQuote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 08:11:29 PMQuote from: Darwins Selection on October 31, 2007, 06:16:37 PMQuote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 06:03:33 PMQuote from: Bar Wench on October 31, 2007, 03:36:58 PMYes. Do tell... Peter Stringfellow probably. That would be a lot of beer... Hell of a lot of beer! Let us just say that a combination of anti-depressants and a night of BOGOF at the the student union do not make for the most inspired choices of boyfriends. Poor Mr. Wench - lets just hope he never reads this then eh?
Quote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 08:11:29 PMQuote from: Darwins Selection on October 31, 2007, 06:16:37 PMQuote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 06:03:33 PMQuote from: Bar Wench on October 31, 2007, 03:36:58 PMYes. Do tell... Peter Stringfellow probably. That would be a lot of beer... Hell of a lot of beer! Let us just say that a combination of anti-depressants and a night of BOGOF at the the student union do not make for the most inspired choices of boyfriends.
Quote from: Darwins Selection on October 31, 2007, 06:16:37 PMQuote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 06:03:33 PMQuote from: Bar Wench on October 31, 2007, 03:36:58 PMYes. Do tell... Peter Stringfellow probably. That would be a lot of beer...
Quote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 06:03:33 PMQuote from: Bar Wench on October 31, 2007, 03:36:58 PMYes. Do tell... Peter Stringfellow probably.
Quote from: Bar Wench on October 31, 2007, 03:36:58 PMYes. Do tell...
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Quote from: Barman on November 01, 2007, 08:43:59 AMQuote from: Bar Wench on November 01, 2007, 08:42:47 AMQuote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 08:11:29 PMQuote from: Darwins Selection on October 31, 2007, 06:16:37 PMQuote from: Barman on October 31, 2007, 06:03:33 PMQuote from: Bar Wench on October 31, 2007, 03:36:58 PMYes. Do tell... Peter Stringfellow probably. That would be a lot of beer... Hell of a lot of beer! Let us just say that a combination of anti-depressants and a night of BOGOF at the the student union do not make for the most inspired choices of boyfriends. Poor Mr. Wench - lets just hope he never reads this then eh? Pre Mr Wench. He came out of it rather well actually. The family were so relieved that he was vaguely normal in comparisson to the previous one or two that he could do no wrong.
I met her once. She shrieked "You look nothing like you". I do. After a few pints she settled down
